Daniel
ten.
I pushed past the many bodies crowding the halls. Succeeding in making it outside, I slowly walked towards my car in the distance. I could see Kyle pacing around the car from where I stood. What has he done to my Serena to make him so ballsy?
My feet dragged along, stopping as Kyle and I locked eyes. He searched me frantically as I looked down upon him with anger etched on my face.
"What the hell happened?" I questioned, rolling my eyes to hide the worry in me.
"You know how I have advanced math with Cassie and Serena?" He scratched the back of his neck warily. "Cassie sat down next to me and started flirting with me. I thought she finally realized that I had a thing for her and wanted to maybe hook up later, but she started to shit talk people and her main topic was Serena."
My fists clenched. Did Cassie have anything better to do? All she does is make people feel like shit all the time while she was a whore trying to act like she controlled everyone.
I nodded discreetly for him to continue, my eyes growing tired. I couldn't wait to go back home and crawl into the comfy depths of my bed.
"She told me how much she loved me after and asked for a favor." Kyle gulped and hung his head low. "She told me that she would come to my house tonight and we would have fun if I went up to Serena and shit talk to her about how she was a fat eye sore and a whore."
The anger inside of me was boiling like crazy. How could he hurt my Serena? He knew I liked her. He did this to her just to get with some broke ass slut?
"Well did you say it to Serena!?" I didn't care if everyone heard me. I was in the moment, anger present in my face and body directed towards Kyle. Kyle knew I lost my temper easily, so why would he something so stupid and childish to make me mad?
"Well, I-"
I cut him off, grabbing his collared shirt and pulling him closer to me so he couldn't back away.
"Give me an answer." I said lowly.
"Yes." Kyle barely choked out before I released my grip on his shirt.
I wanted to walk away as soon as possible before something bad happened. I didn't want to hurt him but right now in this situation, I really did. I climbed into my car that we were standing next to, and slammed the door loudly before honking at everyone who gathered around.
I sped away before I started to regret what I had done.
Pulling into the large drive way that led to my house, I pulled the keys out of the ignition and spotted Aunt Lily standing on the porch, yelling into her phone. Walking up to her, I engulfed her into a hug.
"Is something wrong?" She asked sweetly, laughing.
"Not necessarily." I answered pulling away from her tiny frame. She hung up her phone.
"Are you going to the pool party thing tonight? I got an email about it asking to donate money." She smirked lightly. "Also, while Summer was on her way out she told me about your undying love for Serena." Aunt Lily smiled widely, clapping her hands excitedly.
I could almost feel my face heat up a few degrees and I felt like a two year old finding their first love.
"I'm gonna hurt her so bad." I mumbled. "I don't know if I'm going anymore. Me and Kyle kind of got in a fight. Also, it's not like she loves me back."
Lily rolled her eyes. "You're gonna go to the party no matter what. You're going to ask her out to a movie afterwards, drive her home, and tell me all about it once you get home."
That sounded like a good plan. Although if she didn't choose to accept my offer it would be embarrassing as hell.
I whipped my phone out of my pocket, hitting Summer's contact name.
"Hello?" She greeted cheerfully.
"I need dating advice."
She gasped. "The Daniel Mathis is asking me for dating advice? What has the world come to? Has your confidence run out? Oh my god this is revolutionary. I'll be over in ten." Summer exclaimed as the line went dead.
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